The Next Day...
Early that morning, Asher returned to his usual routine. School awaited. He rose before anyone else, took a long, hot shower, then ironed his uniform with the precision of a gentleman. Once dressed, he stood before the mirror, admiring himself. With a lazy push of his fingers, he swept his hair back—messy on purpose, just enough to look effortlessly sexy. A smirk curled on his lips. Perfect.
At breakfast, he barely touched his food. Instead, his eyes kept drifting and stealing shy glances at his mother. He knew she'd only been teasing him the night before... and yet. Onalenna smiled brightly this morning, playing the role of a normal, cheerful mom like nothing had happened. Sharon sat beside her, putting on that same innocent face, as if they were just an ordinary, wholesome family.
But the gods knew better.
That was the biggest lie of all.
